Today is the first day of National Adoption Month.
I was separated from my family and my country by adoption.
My family was destroyed by adoption.
A baby-selling company known as Holt Children’s Services/ Holt International put me up for adoption without the consent and knowledge of my father and family.
Before adoption, I had a family; I had a father, an older brother, two older sisters, a brother-in-law, a nephew and a niece and many uncles, aunts and cousins.
I was reunited with my sisters after 27 years of separation.
My father died in loneliness of liver disease three years after losing me. My brother died in an accident during the years of separation.
My sisters are my only family.
And yet I speak different language and I’m of different culture than them.
My sisters don’t celebrate adoption.
Have you ever noticed that families separated by adoption don’t celebrate…
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